Blue

Here is all
the politics we need.
My blue sky pervades
each atom
of your body.
Your blue sky pervades
each atom
of my body.
Where you are, I am.
Where I am, you are.
Translucent wings
of a turquoise moth
rising into radiance,
dancing on the faintest
breath of breeze.
All our troubles
woven in the veil
of a single thought:
"I am not You."
Love is letting
this thought
dissolve.

Photo by Laurent Berthier